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CHAPTER IX.,"Turn it where, darling?" asks she, a little dreamily.,"By and you will think differently," says Mona, believing he alludes to his surrender of the Rodney property "You will get over this disappointment.",They all examine it with interest, Nolly being specially voluble on the occasion.,"Misfortunes seem to crowd upon us," says Lady Rodney, bitterly.,"Oh, no, don't," says Mona, earnestly. Then she stops short, and blushes a faint sweet crimson.,"Very.","Dearest Mona, I must interrupt you again. Are you very busy? No? Oh, then do come and look at the last bonnet Madame Verot has just sent. She says there will be nothing to equal it this season. But," in a heart-broken voice, "I cannot bring myself to think it becoming.","I have heard too much already. I won't listen to any more. 'Lady Rodney!' I dare say"—with awful meaning in her tone—"you have got a title too!" Then, sternly, "Have you?","No," replied the old man, "but hurry and put the kettle on the fire.",Sir Nicholas, just moving his glass from one eye to the other, says "Good evening" to him, bending his head courteously, nay, very civilly, though without a touch, or suspicion of friendliness. He does not put out his hand, however, and Paul Rodney, having acknowledged his salutation by a bow colder and infinitely more distant than his own, turns to Mona.,And confident to morrow.".